To Him, what Numbers shall we bring,
In equal Numbers, whom no Muse can sing?
To Him, what deathless Trophy raise,
Who, all transending, nobly scorns all Praise?
In pleasing wonder lost we see,
How lovely Virtue shines in MAJESTY!

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